High on the hill he was standing there,

The guardian of his tribe

The clans they looked up to him

With risen hands he started to speak



All life is equal, therefore we live together

With all living things

But then came intruders, sick with greed

And hungry for power



He's the Lord of his people

He's the Lord of his tribe

He's the Lord of this land

He's the Lord of this paradise



He's the Lord of his people

He's the Lord of this tribe

Over thousands of years

He led his clans through this paradise



This race makes laws that the rich can break

But not the poor

Giving to the rich and stealing from those

Who want for more

They rape the earth as if it was their own

They stripped it bare right to the bone

Let's search for a place to live

A valley of freedom where we still can give